Beauty Comes From Within Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

She walks with arrogance and talks with words of self-proclamation.

Her ways about her are as if the moon takes direction from her walk.

Sophisticated and beautiful she needs no external worship.

Her claim to fame is her dimensions that rise above her peers.

She gives praises to herself when the room is standing room only.

When her name is mentioned she becomes the atmosphere of attention.

Her coronation is self-willed and she dances with her own orchestra.

Her flirtatious eyes inspire men to dream without being available for her desires.

Within her image she sees a mirror without blemishes that time cannot erase.

Sculptured and gifted with legs of diamonds she transcribe to each raindrop that falls in her path.

Showcasing her talents she becomes infused with time and she broadcasts her worthiness.

Crimes of the heart are a research of unwanted emotions that she defines with lost tears.

Having no love for hearts unawares she traps you in her abyss of unchartered waters.

She walks the streets of loneliness that embraced her heart not knowing that beauty comes from within.


Written by Theodore Mosley
September 7,2017